Chapter 1091: I'd rather kill the wrong than let it go!
But at the moment when the blood soul transformation broke through the ninth level, Luo Feng had the feeling that he had touched the True Yuan Realm!
Although it was only for a moment, that feeling was very real, which undoubtedly showed that his vitality was enough to impact the True Yuan Realm.
If he was still one step away from the True Yuan Realm before, at this moment, he had already taken this step!
"I didn't expect that the Nine Transformation Blood Soul Transformation of the Divine Dragon, after cultivating to the ninth level, it would actually make the vitality of the martial artist skyrocket by nearly ten times. Nine Dragons Return to the Yuan, Nine Dragons Return to the Yuan, could it be that the dragon-shaped qi vein represents double the amount of vitality?"
Under the impact of the huge surprise, Luo Feng couldn't help but feel excited, thinking about the reason for the great progress of cultivation, thinking about it, and finally having a more reasonable explanation.
"By the way, the blood soul transformation cultivation has reached the ninth level, and it can condense a wisp of true yuan, I don't know what's going on. ”
The mood calmed down a little, Luo Feng's mind immediately sank into his body and leaned into the dantian.
The nine dragon-shaped qi veins in the tendons have disappeared, and in the spirit vortex in the dantian, there is a dragon-shaped phantom that overflows with seven-colored Xuanguang.
The dragon-shaped phantom is like a living thing, slowly hovering in the spirit whirlpool, and its body is extremely slender, which is difficult to spot unless you look closely.
Although there was only a trace of it, Luo Feng felt that the vitality contained in this dragon-shaped phantom, both in terms of quality and quantity, was extraordinary, and it was even more than the sum of the vitality of his whole body!
"Zhenyuan!"
Opening his eyes, Luo Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath and said secretly: I heard before that there is an unbridgeable gap between the Spirit Whirl Realm martial artists and the True Yuan Realm martial artists, and this statement is true. It's just a wisp of true yuan, which is more than the sum of the vitality of my whole body!
Luo Feng's heart was in turmoil, he found that he was underestimating this wisp of True Yuan, using this wisp of True Yuan to perform a sword technique, I am afraid that he could kill any Spirit Whirlpool Realm martial artist in seconds! True Yuan Realm martial artist, if careless, I am afraid that he will have to pay a heavy price.
In this way, in addition to the secret magic demon form, he has one more killer weapon, and it is a powerful killer weapon that can threaten the martial artists of the True Yuan Realm.
However, this killer feature also has flaws, this wisp of true yuan can only be cast once, and after consumption, it should need to be condensed again before it can be used, and this process will definitely take a lot of time.
"It would be perfect if you could use it all the time......"
Luo Feng groaned, and then shook his head with a wry smile, feeling ridiculous about his thoughts.
This wisp of True Yuan is almost equivalent to the entire Yuan Qi in his body, and even if it can be used continuously, he doesn't have so many Qi to condense the True Yuan.
"Let's strive to break through the True Yuan Realm as soon as possible, and then there is no need to worry about the True Yuan so carefully. ”
With a faint smile, Luo Feng stood up, his figure shot out against the ground, and continued to hurry.
"Huh, this one is so quiet......
He hadn't gone far before Luo Feng felt something strange.
This is the Red Flame Desert, one of the most notorious and dangerous places in the territory of the Hundred Kingdoms, even in the outer areas, there are endless demon beasts living there, and the roar of the beasts can be heard everywhere.
However, in this desert, all the demon beasts seemed to have disappeared, and after walking for dozens of miles, not only did there not have the slightest beast roar, but even the aura of the demon beasts disappeared cleanly.
"Wacky, it's better to get out of here as soon as possible. ”
There must be demons when things are impermanent, this strange silence made Luo Feng vigilant in his heart, his figure lowered a few points, and flew forward silently against the sand, looking from afar, like a black wind, galloping on the sand.
......
The sun is shining, and in the sand, a fight is taking place.
More than a dozen warriors in black robes surrounded the five warriors and fought fiercely, with blood on the sand and several corpses lying horizontally.
The five people in the siege, led by a bearded man, held an arm-thick eyebrow short stick in his hand, dancing like a dragon going out to sea, hitting the air and exploding continuously, protecting the other four people behind him, making it impossible for the nearby black-robed warriors to approach.
"We are just loose cultivators who went to the Red Flame Desert to do tasks, and we don't belong to any sect forces, and we have no grievances with your Blood Demon Sect, why are you being aggressive?"
The bearded man looked angrily at the black-robed warriors around him and asked.
A black-robed middle-aged man walked out, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"He stays, and others can leave. ”
The black-robed middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed to a young man behind the bearded man.
The young man was dressed in blue, he looked less than twenty, he was holding a four-foot long knife in his hand, and he was pointed at by the middle-aged man in the black robe, his face changed slightly, "Why do you want me to stay?"
The black-robed middle-aged man glanced at the knife in the young man's hand and snorted coldly, "Because you deserve to die." ”
At this time, the bearded man spoke, "Everyone, I got the news that Luo Feng, a disciple of the Linglong Hall of the Canglan Dynasty, is in the Red Dragon Mountain Range, and this person originally got the map of the stronghold you placed in the Canglan Dynasty, which caused your Blood Demon Sect to suffer heavy losses. You're supposed to be here for him, aren't you?"
The black-robed middle-aged man's face sank, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." ”
The bearded man hurriedly said, "Naturally, I don't dare to care about your Blood Demon Sect's affairs. I just want to clarify one thing with you. ”
The bearded man introduced the young swordsman and said, "This is Lin Hao, who joined our Shankui adventure group three years ago, and is nineteen years old this year, he is not the person you are looking for. ”
The black-robed middle-aged man was unmoved, waved his hand and said:
"I'll naturally find out about it. Alright, you can go. ”
The young swordsman's face turned pale, and he looked at the bearded man, "Big brother......
The bearded man's face was ugly, and he said:
"Don't worry, although I'm not a high-roller, I won't betray my brothers who were born and died together. If any of you want to leave, I will not hinder you. ”
The bearded man looked back at the other three.
A woman and two men next to each other looked at each other and smiled, and the woman said: "Brother Shan, it's not a day or two that we have met, so why bother asking." ”
"Not bad. The other two looked resolute.
"Haha...... Act recklessly. If you want to die, then I will fulfill you. ”
The disciple of the Blood Demon Sect who spoke just now laughed proudly, his face hideous.
The last time the Canglan Dynasty jointly held a hunting conference, the major demon sects of the Western Desert Demon Domain suffered heavy losses, especially the Blood Demon Sect, one hundred and eight blood demon generals, and lost more than ten!
Luo Feng, the culprit who learned all this this time, was in the area of the Red Dragon Mountain Range, and the entire Blood Demon Sect shook, and the ten top 100 Blood Demons would personally bring people over, vowing to break Luo Feng's corpse into ten thousand pieces!
It's just that among these disciples of the Demon Sect, there are only a handful of people who have seen Luo Feng's face.
In order to prevent Luo Feng from leaving safely, the ten blood demon generals ordered that they would rather kill the wrong one than let go! Kill all the young swordsmen under the age of twenty within a radius of thousands of miles, and not one of them will be left!